From Rockford Detox (1)

fires
blaze
beyond
the sun.
lithium,
amphetamine,
pushing through the eyes.
metal hearses
each unknowing,
all the props
of meat and smiles--
leasing space
until the rot.
how we suffer
each to yearn
for all the masochistic pangs
of something real,
of sound and light.
admission takes too long.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.